By Tina Jackson
Forgive me if my walk is slow
This life was not my plan
There’s so much you don’t know
I do the best I can
You see me drop or spill
I feel your lingering stare
Don’t think me mentally ill
Just show me a bit of care
I am now gray and old
This life was not my plan
I see a girl strong and bold
I do the best I can




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